they will see us waving from such great heights

'come down now', they'll say

but everything looks perfect from far away

'come down now', but we'll stay.



that was the song that was replaying in my head when i was trying to get to sleep last night.







when i lived in rhode island, i had some trouble falling asleep. i would lay in my bed, on my back, with my eyes open and listen to the sounds around me. directly behind our plot of land was half a mile of woods, and then the beach. the ocean wasn't close enough that i could hear it from my bed, but i could feel it, and smell it. almost year round, i slept with my window open. but there was a family of wild turkeys that lived in the woods behind our house that made me shut the window every once in a while.



we went to bed around 9:30 and woke up around 6. we had a half hour to shower, make our beds and we had to be in chapel at 6:30. i was always first shower because i was one of the fastest to get ready. i was usually in the chapel at 6:15. morning meditation for an hour, mass and then breakfast, which was my favorite meal when i lived in rhode island. eggs, fruit, coffee, milk, orange juice . . . and bagels. i had a bagel with every single meal i ate there. we made friends with a little jewish lady that owned a bagel shop in narraganset beach. she gave us her left over bagels every single day, bag after bag of every type of bagel you could think of. so we lived off of them.


i always get nostalgic about the pc this time of year. maybe it's because my christmas' there were my best ever. no materialism, no rushing around, no packed schedules. just me and Jesus, the way it was meant to be.

but mostly, i just couldn't sleep last night. and everytime that i think about my memories from that place, i remember that every single memory that i have from that place made me who i am today. i really think that the pc was my first love.

i wonder what our baby's first love will be . . . . . .